“I’m sorry I couldn’t do more, Kara,” she whispered. “I’m sorry I’m not brave or bold like you and didn’t fight back. But I’m going to try something now, something that might make up for a tiny sliver of my failure.” She took Kara’s hand in hers and tried not to shiver at the cool temperature of her skin or the clammy feel against her own flesh. She closed her eyes and pictured the power that she could feel inside of her own body swirling around like ribbons of gold behind her closed lids. Her body felt warm as she attempted to once again control it and push it towards its intended goal. Jewel thought about each symbol and the location and one by one she pushed her healing power to them. She watched in her mind’s eye as the cells regenerated and the tissue healed and slowly began to close.
